Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 804

"I've got painkillers! Get these into him, quick!"

Marguerite fumbled with the bottle, pulling out two tablets and rushing to Silas, but it was too late.

The pounding in his head had already taken its toll. Just as Marguerite and the others made a dash towards him, Silas had already slipped into unconsciousness.

Yet, even as his eyes fluttered shut, his gaze was fixed on Marguerite.

Violet's voice broke with desperation, "Marguerite, it's too late! Call 911! Hurry!"

Marguerite's hands shook as she dialed the emergency number, her voice steadying only as she gave the address.

Even as the paramedics loaded Silas onto the ambulance, she was in a daze, her feet itching to follow them inside. But she watched as Violet climbed in first, tears streaming down her face as she hovered by Silas's side.

Marguerite hesitated.

felt like an eternity, only snapping back to reality as

guests who'd come for the engagement party were ushered out by the butler, Maurice nowhere

a profound sense of loss, Marguerite sought out Penelope and Jocelyn, her face a mask

let's head out too," she said

"Marguerite, what's the name of

"Silas. Why?"

know why,

this, then looped her arm through Jocelyn's, steering her towards

family. Wouldn't it be strange to

we didn't, given our ties with the

silence. Deep down, she wanted to go, drawn inexplicably to the man she'd only met

Violet's

turned to them and said, "Mom, Jocelyn, you go ahead. I'll

Penelope nor Jocelyn seemed to notice anything amiss as

found a spot on a bench, her gaze unfocused as she watched the